This is a song about "Mom having cancer"

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

Ive been having these thoughts

Alcohol and booty calls

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

I just want an answer, am i really like cancer?

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

So i thanks for my mom

This rapping is just a charm

Eating my soul just like cancer,

She should have invited her

I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years